Telegram-herald., 1887-03-20
RETRIBUTION.
Splendid Serial story--To be Concluded in Six Weeks
BY THE DUCHESS.

HI steDfataef, nou ztterfy uEneryed,
naosseas y I'm u issye th. room
.-Proseeafioa . impossible" hs says
hur1eflF All tEar = left yea i 70 qait
th.s h.,tlss and this e0anery With as little
delay - Dossi6le. ThLs = tie only kint-
uess To1 css sloU-her. .
Hsrili-s - The Uofionisss 1gslre Il h.s
VIE
a kladness that viii eost me listis." 4"
replies ths ToEng fnan With esll0us
sul15s Already my plans are arranged
20 lcass a giaad for a foreign sou,
never. 1 Aope. ~ return 70 IL Ga the
twenty fourth Nadine and l sail for
C4azsiA"
Maine Fec0ils from hifa.
you must be mad " she says "WhY
G you now Ink your name with mine''
1t - premature certainly. Bat on tho
twenty-lhEd It VIII - linked with ains
forever
~Oh, noe
This ut.le affair has s@rlghted you'''
SAYS Boyle. with dark glance. I'm =
distant land. under different eireum-
stances, you win readily forget il.
Forget this night"
Aud al, and every one belonging 10
II"
"Yoa hone too much.
"This hope IS my life, Il SHAH not Be
too much You shrink now; your
wouaan's heart fails you; but IN the time
- come there VII be 10 room ior regret.
Joy shall AZ your days. Come, take eour-
as"
Not foT such cause as this "
a truce 10 foliyP' cries nc, with fash
of passion. Il tel yOa you are mine, and
shall follow me where 80. Have you
forgotten your oath, y0ur promise"
That promise 8as given 70 Paul An
nerlsy," retgrns she GrInly.
THAT promise was given 10 met To
r1c-do yoa hear, whether my name DC
Grant, Boyle, or Paul Annerley, or-the
deyui Comet Going nearer u her, ne
grasgs her haud, 81 cannot speak 20 you
with ell these gaping fools around; come
70 some other room "
He drags her toward the door, not
brut4lly, but with determination. Duran,
going quickly mp, by a sudden sharp
wrench delivers her from him. He would
perhaps have done more, but that Madness
agonl1ed glance Of entreaty restrains hun.
This glance fortunately Boyle fails to see.
s'Who are you 20 dare TO interferes" he
cries sayagely, glancing at Duran.
ne and Miss Roche.
fEis gaze returns TO Nadine, and again
10 re,sts upon her, his crime, his ruin, his
coming exilei
"Nadiner' ne says, aud his voice has
grown wonderfully sort
Think. my belOved' Would you cast
ne OF ncw2 now, when the world has east
me or See. I would not plead 20 you,
4 would not throw myself 20 altogether
on your mercy--oven though that mercy
means the saving Of ny soul-but that L
know no other man r. dearcr II you than
7. Your own hrs have told me this.
Your voice, - YOU gave me the blessed
assurance. Gtiil ring5 IN my corst'
Duran, who has been standing near her,
with his eyes upon the ground, lifts them
slowly now aud fixes them upon Nadine
Ee has grown very pale.
Nadine IS standing with white lips and
raised head. her glance riveted upon
Boyle, a. though fascinated.
That l have not gained Jour entire
heart I know" continues Grant, in the
same low but impassioned tone. But /
an satisfied With the knowledge that no
other has gained it, Gomez what is there
70 wait for In this lsnd' Your heart, IL
no. quite minis. Is stIn your own. II you
follow me IL is to gain slave wh0 will
call your hghtest wish dear command.
Gomez
Again he takes her hand Softly this
time-with gentlest care; and the girl, as
though In a dream, suffers herself to be
led toward the door. a step or two she
8 ez. then stops confusedly. and raising
o1e little pink palm presses it convulsive-
~ @ her brow.
sYou hesitate. my lorei But why,
whyr' whispers he. still with his glowing
eves on hers. his grasp growing warmer.
s'Nay, consderi Would ron send me ont
into the cold. the dark forlorn. lost. with
out the one sweet thing 7 crave. whose
+ presence VIII restore 10 me light and hope
and JOY? Oh. have pity, lovai And re-
member TOO. Tcu Gre rciDCl Nre oaiyl
II [ have sinned it was % gain means %
make aogue for vou elsewhere. Fo- You
I have resigned fortune. home in uly own
+ country, hooor-aIl, Now, when every
+ mans hand is against me, you, Ct least,
+ VII not draw hsckf'
stlver runa through Nadine: this
lying speech. false ID AL but the Wild
F love that speaks through II, stirs her
frame and he.Gs her agains. her VII.
All power of vollton seems gone from
T her She suffers her hand 20 be passively
tn his. hso sobs her breath rushes from
I her breast As though conquered ~ a
superior porer. she lets herself Be led
/ slowly but surely toward The door. be
yont which les captivity She feels
nuahcd seuse'ess Shs would fam cry
slor3. tnt soH,e strange inward force
strikes her duub. Already the threshold
i is reached